Elusive ☹ SHAYLOR MPreg

14.

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"Geez. Taylor. It's so easy. I'm pregnant and flexible. How are you telling me you can't touch your toes?" Shawn nags at me while we do yoga in his bedroom. "I'm much taller than your there's not too much space for me to try!"

"Go sit down. Time out dude. I'm working out now." Shawn says to himself and shoos me away. "Think the baby will come faster with you doing all these bridges and stuff? I'm scared you'll fracture something." I reply to him, being his spotter but he tells me to move. "Try reading my baby books."

I spray some cologne on to ignore this weird scent of my smell after that small work out then yoga cool down. Shawn makes an awfully scary gag noise. "You okay?" I get to him and rub his back. "Shawn?" He only makes the sound even louder. "Get away! I'm sensitive to strong odors!"

I leave him and listen to see if he's still gagging and he's stopped. I take a quick shower and hope that he'll be okay, leaving all my dirty, smelling clothes in the bathroom.

When I'm out Shawn's now laying on the floor thrusting upward. "Work outs are so weird!" I call out and laugh at him. "I know. This looks weird. I'm actually very aroused right now." He smiles while he continues to work out.

"Can I get you anything?" I ask him about to leave to get dinner for myself. "I'm eating now that's why." Shawn hums a simple no. I'm surprised. His hormones toward the common craving thing doesn't happen like how people suspect most pregnancies to be.

I end up getting myself microwave macaroni in a bowl and noting too fancy because I'm not that hungry. I really want to just go upstairs and cuddle my baby and our babies.

it's str8 smut to my best ability,
will tell you when it's over.
(still refered to as he)

"Oh, Taylor! Come here!" Shawn's seductive tone echoed throughout the halls when I'm on my way up to his bedroom. "Yes, baby?" I have a tray of little snacks out for him. But when I get there he has a thin fabric swirling around in his hand. "Um... Whatcha doin?"

"Taylor! Okay, okay. Mhmm..." My hands grip his waist tighter. "Ride it out, baby." I moan and light his weight into mine as it makes it easier for the both of us to feel the satisfaction.

Shawn massages his heat while I pump myself, my tip on his tongue as I stroke little by little, leaving a trail of white on his tongue. I get down and spread his legs, burying my face between him. "Daddy! Holy fuck." Shawn immediately turns his head and covers his mouth. "Oh? Hm is that right princess?"

I prop myself onto my knees and align myself between Shawn. "Ready?" I whisper softly before slipping myself in.

(Nope... notnfonna haooen)

Shawn lays on his stomach and takes deep breaths. "My gosh. I think those were my hormones. I'm at a certain stage." Shawn exhales and tugs on the sheets. I catch my breath to ask, "What's that?"

"Oh babe. You need to start taking classes with me. Or get a hand of these books, but I know you're busy with school." Shawn tugs on the blankets and rolls back to his back and rubs his belly, which still isn't showing too much, little baby bump.

I jump off the bed, swaying my shirt to straighten it out. "So? What stage are you?" I ask curiously and head for the bathroom to get out some baby wipes. "There's a stage in pregnancy in which, the carrier gets like really, what's the word, right. Horny." I laugh at his explanation. "And I take that's the reason for tonight's actions?"

"Yes." He turns a bright red and hides his face in the blankets. "Shawn, they're going to get dirty. We need to wash them. Move." I pull the blankets off of him and run the damp wipes over his face and rubbing it against his neck and chest, making him sparkle. "You're all clean. Get dressed." I get into his drawer and throw him a loose shirt and sleeping shorts.

I tug on his blankets and roll him to one side of the bed so I can take off the bedding. "Baby, now go onto the other side!" I nag at him so I get all the sheets. "You tired me out." Shawn groans. I lift him up and place him on his little bean bag as he's still naked. I grab the clothes I previously set up and put them on for him. "You better love me." I tease.

I roll the blankets and head down stairs to wash the sheets with extra soap and warm water. I get back upstairs and see Shawn dazing off on his bean bag. "Oh, boy." I sigh and grab his thinner blankets and lay it on the bed as a makeshift covering for the mattress.

"Come here." I call out and pat the bed but he still lays there and rubs his stomach. "My gosh. You want sex but you get over exhausted after it. Nice." I yawn and get over to him so I could place him on the bed. "I love you." Shawn whispers before grabbing the body pillow and cuddling it between his legs. "Love you too, annoying pregnant kid."

"Hush." Shawn pouts and pulls me close, his arm wraps over me and I replace his pillow, with my body instead. "So, tell me about the many pregnancy phases until you get to drowsy you fall asleep, baby."

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straight smut is becoming easier for me to write. im rather not as uncomfortable. but if you guys are then, I'll give a warning but yeah, see this straight smut is not that bad bc I still refer to Shawn as a guy, and bc it's not as detailed as my gay smut.

^ I made that note before I attempted to write straight smut.

04/19